#steve harringtong fanfiction

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birthday boy

ぺ  word count ⋰ 1.2k

✰  tw ⋰ none :)

❍  cw ⋰ swearing, sex + fingering

៚  a/n ⋰ yes i came back from the trenches to post a fic about steve for joe's birthday. and what about it

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April 24th. The 115th day of the year had many celebrations including National Pigs in a Blanket Day, but the most important one to you was the birthday of your boyfriend, Steve. The two of you hadn't been together long, just about a year. But you knew him pretty well at this point.

You knew what he liked and what he disliked, and you knew how he liked to celebrate important events, like birthdays.

So you invited all of his friends, including Robin, Dustin, and the rest of The Party. You baked him a regular chocolate cake at his request. You rented Back to the Future, as he didn't really get to see it properly the first time. All in all, he had one of the most fun birthdays he'd had in a long time.

But his real gift didn't start until after the guests left.

You stared in the bathroom mirror at yourself, all dolled up in a new lingerie set that you bought specifically for tonight. It was a deep purple, black lace lining the edges of both the bra and underwear. The bra was just a normal bra, but the underwear tied on both sides like bikini bottoms for easy removal.

You hadn't had the opportunity for intimacy for a few weeks, as you'd been incredibly busy with work trying to save up extra money. But tonight it was just the two of you in his empty house.

When you walked to his room, he was sitting in his bed propped up against the headboard, rereading the card you got him with a small smile on his face. You leaned against the doorframe, trying to be as sexy as possible.

"Thank you for tonight," he said, looking up as he began his next sentence. "It was really-"

When he finally did look at you, his eyes grew so large you swore they were going to pop out of his head like a cartoon. You'd never worn lingerie before, as it wasn't really your thing.

But seeing the look on his face made you realize that this will probably become a recurring thing.

"What are you doing?" he asked, sitting up a bit.

"Oh, nothing. I just thought, since it's your birthday, I'd... do a little something extra."

You stepped into the room and closed the door, locking it behind you just in case. You slowly strutted over to the bed, his hand instinctively raising to meet your hip.

"You like?" you asked in an innocent voice.

"Hate it. Take it off," he joked. You couldn't hold in your chuckle as you swung your leg over his lap and positioned yourself on top of him.

Now both of his hands were on your waist, wrapping around you firmly.

"It's your birthday, you have to open the gift."

He looked at you with his brows raised. You weren't usually the perpetrator of dirty talk, so this came as a bit of a surprise to him. But he didn't hesitate to reach up and unhook your bra, freeing you from the constricting material.

His lips were on your chest and your bodies were connected before the garment even hit the floor, a satisfied sigh escaping your mouth as your hands found his shoulders.

As he reached down to your left hip to untie one of the sides of your underwear, you stopped him.

"Now you know you don't get to take those off until you've taken something off yourself."

You could have sworn that his shirt was off in less than a second. You knew he was eager to finally fuck you again, and so were you. Every fiber of your being wanted one thing — him inside of you.

His hands untied both sides of your underwear at once, throwing it to the floor on top of the rest of the discarded clothes.

Part of you wanted to make this as slow and sexy as possible, but a bigger part of you just wanted to get to it as fast as you could.

He wrapped one arm all the way around you and flipped you onto your back, his hips settling between your thighs.

"Steve," you breathed. "Take your pants off."

With zero hesitation he did what you commanded. Within less than twenty seconds, both of you were fully naked, aside from a condom.

His right hand reached down and his fingers began circling your clit, a low hum filling the room. It was the first time you'd had any stimulation there in forever, so you knew it wasn't going to take you long to cum.

"I missed you," he said into your neck. "I feel like we haven't seen each other in forever."

"I know. I missed you, too."

Without another word, you felt him slip into you, and you both gasped. You pulled his lips to yours and kissed him deeply as he picked up a steady rhythm.

"You feel so good," he said into your mouth, being met with an 'mhm'.

You raised your legs a bit and pressed them into his sides, allowing him to go deeper than a moment ago. And, noticing this, he snaked his arms behind your knees and pushed your legs higher, almost to your shoulders.

This was new for you — being this bent. But it felt amazing. And you couldn't hold back the moans that immediately got significantly louder.

"Fuck, Steve."

"Is that okay?"

You nodded frantically. "So good."

With that verbal approval, he sped up again. His lips once again attached themselves to your neck, sucking on that oh-so-tender spot that he knew you loved.

As he fucked you, the sounds that came out of you only got louder and more guttural, as this position brought a whole host of new sensations. You were convinced that your g-spot was nonfunctional up until this point, but this angle made you realize how wrong you were.

Every single thrust brushed across it in the exact way that you needed to feel something from it, and you could have sworn you grew it overnight.

Your hands gripped his biceps tightly and your eyes widened as he made eye contact with you.

"Steve, I'm not gonna last much longer."

The couple of weeks of no intimacy really did make a difference, more so than either of you expected.

"Good, me either."

It was less than thirty seconds later that you were probably able to be heard from outside as you came, his fingers on your clit not helping you keep your volume down in the slightest.

Neither of you moved for a good ten seconds. Your legs were back down at their normal position. His face was buried where your neck and shoulder meet and you kissed the side of his head, rubbing your hands up and down his sides.

"Happy birthday," you whispered. He lifted his head and looked at you with a dorky tired smile and kissed you.

"Best birthday ever. I love you."

"I love you, too."

"So... I think you should take me with you next time you go lingerie shopping."

"Well, now, that would ruin the surprise of it, wouldn't it?"

[redheadspark]

Gotta Stay High (18+)

Summary: The Summer of '86 is meant for the the three of you, and you were going to savor it as much as you could. (Eddie x Steve x Reader)

W/C: 3,384

Warnings: THIS IS A SMUT ONESHOT. NO MINORS FROM HERE ON OUT, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED 18+ ONLY!

Sequel to Trinity Lovers

A/N: I had no idea that Trinity Lovers would be widly popular and I would get SO many notes and reblogs! Thank you so much for the love and support!

I had to add one more throuple snippet with Steve and Eddie! I hope you enjoy it!

"Go ahead, babe.  Take a long one this time,"

"Oh, Jesus…."

"Easy Harrington.  Just watch the show,"

You inhaled slowly and deeply, feeling the smoke enter and go down your throat and until your lungs.  You moaned, seeing Steve move under you, which made his cock that was nestled inside of you move a bit along the inner walls of your pussy.  His hands were braced on your upper thighs, right near your hips as another set of hands were cupping your bare and sensitive breasts with a body behind you, plastered against your own back.  The cool rings that were on one hand felt like such a contrast on your sweaty and warm skin, giving you a shiver a few times before you got into this position.  You smiled, some of the smoke espacing your lips as you let the rest leave your nose slowly and surely.

"You're a goddamn dream, sweetheart," you heard as a purr against your neck as one of the hands on your chest squeezed slightly, have you hum, "I could watch you smoke all day with those lips while you ride Steve to oblivion,"

Eddie Munson, his purring words stirring you on. 

Looking down below, you witness Steve Harrington watching you with wide and glazed eyes.  You could see his fast breathing, seeing his chest with the slightly glistened chest hair go up and down rapidly along with the tenseness in his cheeks and his jawline.  You sensed it, having you look down lovingly at him as you took another hit from the blunt before leaning it back for Eddie to take.  He released one of your breasts to take the blunt, having you keep the smoke inside your mouth as you leaned down to be nose to nose with Steve.  Eddie moved his other hand out of the way, letting your breasts become nestled against Steve's chest and your hands move to cup his jawline.  Steve's eyes went wide, making you nuzzle his lips with your nose as a sign for him to open his mouth.

"Open up, big boy," Eddie cooed at him from behind you, Eddie's own hands moving to caress your ass with his palms. Steve's mouth opened willingly, a whimper leaving his throat as you pushed your mouth against his to let him inhale your smoke.  He took it all on, you swiveling your hips as he did to make him moan even more.  After he took most of it, you exhaled and leaned back up, grinning like a cat as Eddie moved his hands along your hips and up to your chest again.  Almost like they were magnets for your breasts, not wanting to miss out on a second of holding them in his palms.

"Let it all out Steve," You said to him calmly, seeing the smoke leave his lips and a small glazed look coming over him below you.  It was a more intimate night for the three of you, letting the take its course and knowing that you had all the time in the world.  There was no need to feel like you had to have a rushed quickie, or a hidden getaway for the three of you to let off some steam.  You finally had this night to be able to be present, to feel one another, and to let all of those loving affectionate gestures come out to play.

You had no real problems with a quick fuck or some intense fucking, that wasn't the issue.  Nor was that an issue for Steve and Eddie, they loved it just as much as you did.  But there was something about a sensual lovemaking session, going slow and steady, and having all of your senses come to life and be heightened was insanely better.  

That Summer of 1986 was a summer that was filled with opportunity and growth for the three of you, all of you making it out alive from almost dying at the hands of Vecna and the Upside Down.  Steve had to heal from his wounds along his abdomen, which took longer for him to heal than he wanted.  But you and Eddie were more than supportive, helping him with his recovery and keeping him company. Nancy and the others were helping too, including the younger ones who adored Steve and saw him as a big brother.  But when it was just you and Eddie, the three of you are so close together as friends, which later grew into something more.  

It was first just you and Eddie, then letting Steve come into your world with open arms and with no judgment.  Steve was hesitant, not knowing if he belonged or if it was right for him to be with the pair of you.  All it took was for you to kiss you soundly, in front of your boyfriend who was watching with a hint of love in his brown orbs, to answer Steve's question.  Letting those insecurities melt away as he kissed you back and take that chance.  

You were rolling your hips slowly, letting your senses take over as Steve was laying under you.  Eddie was plastered behind you, letting you take care of Steve at this moment but feeling just as involved as he placed the blunt on the nightstand before he went back to kissing along your sweaty shoulders while he moved your hair to the side.  Steve was watching you two altho is time as you rode him so slowly, letting his cock touch all over your inner walls and your pussy almost keeping him snug inside.  It felt so good to have him inside of you, making you so full and almost dizzy with the pleasure that seemed like it was taking his time through your eyes, along your hips, in your toes. 

It was such a contrast in how Eddie and Steve would fuck you.  Eddie liked it fast and with endurance behind it, the thrill and excitement of making you cum over and over was high for Eddie.  He loved seeing you come undone for him.  It thrilled you too, making you a moaning mess for him as you two would go at it as you have done before.  Even Steve did watch you for the first time when you invited him to your bed, he was floored by how erotic and yet loving it was, a clear tent was in his pants within seconds as he saw you cum for the first time on Eddie's cock.

But with Steve, it was more intimate and slower.  There was a slower tempo, it was replaced with deep rolls and combusted energy that seeped out of your pores.  You were floored, melting into a puddle with how Steve fucked you slowly, taking his time to let you feel everything and whimper into his mouth.  Eddie was just as shocked, watching from the side with one hand holding yours as Steve brought you so much pleasure as you orgasmed it made your eyes roll back and your toes curl.  You felt his love in every thrust and in every push, how Steve moaned into your neck and held you like a precious stone.  He didn't say it, but he loved you with all of him.  

This was the same way at this moment, riding Steve nice and slow as all three of you were high and letting the night take its course.  Eddie's van was parked by Lover's Lake, what was left of it anyways, as the back door was perched open to let the air in and give all of you a sense of relief.  No one else dared to go out to Lover's Lake after the near-collapse of Hawkins, so there was no sense of needing to hide out or the fear of being caught.  Not even the cops came there anymore, so it was just the three of you and the sounds of the night and a Jimi Hendrix song softly playing on the radio near the front of the van.  

Along with the sounds of your soft moans and whimpers.  

"Mmmmmm….you feel so good," Steve slurred, keeping his hands on your thighs and watching you with his big eyes as you moved your hips back and forth, not going too fast or too quick for him and making him feel all of that pleasure.  You grinned, feeling that pleasure rising within yourself too as Eddie was still kissing and licking at your skin from behind.  Tonight was his idea: he wanted to let Steve get loose and relaxed since he was too strung up from his healing process and tending to the younger kids in your friends' group.  Steve made sure they were all okay, almost being a father figure to them after all you went through with the Upside Down.  Eddie could see he was stressed, as did you, so he coaxed him into coming out with you two tonight and letting loose, being in the moment, and letting you both take good care of him.

"What's in this…..uugh….. stuff, Eddie?" Steve slurred as you rolled a bit deeper, having Steve choke out a moan as you grinned and bit your lower lip.

"Only the best for you two,” Eddie hummed in reply as he tweaked your nipples, making you moan out loud and fall a bit forward to brace your hands on Steve's chest, Eddie staying on your back as he still assaulted your breasts and started to leave hickeys along your neck "I've had this grass for a while since I started dating our lady here.  It's best used when we fuck, isn't it baby?"

"Y-yeah," You groaned as you moved your hips a pinch faster and moaned every other breath.  You loved getting high and then having sex, it heightened everything inside of you.  Your skin would tingle and sizzle, your eyes were rolling back faster and longer, and that pleasure would soar higher.  Eddie loved fucking you when you were high, it was almost a new level of love and pleasure that made it all worth it.

So now it was Steve's turn to feel that high, both from the blunt and the fucking.

"God you two look so fucking good," Eddie moaned against your shoulders blades, you humming as you were going back and forth with your hips with a bit more pep, the pleasure was coming out more and more as Steve was observing the pair of you while he was sprawled out on the blankets on the van floor, Eddie' jacket under his head to have him somewhat comfortable, "How does she feel, Harrington?"

"I…she feels….so amazing," Steve slurred out as his hands were moving a bit up more to your hips and along your lower stomach, "I can feel her….everywhere,"  Your movements stuttered a bit as you heard him say that to you.  Your own heart melted a bit, even in the heat of the moment as you could feel how close he was to cumming.  It was such an intimate position, a van out near a lake in the dead of night, and with your third behind you and helping the both of you have immense pleasure, you felt like you were out of your body for a solid second.  

Once again,  you never thought you would have this kind of love, this kind of connection, with Steve Harrington.  You had it Eddie and you thought it was enough, so it scared you that  Steve snuck into your lives.  Even for a split second, you thought it was selfish to have them both in your life, but Eddie was the one to convince you to take a chance.

"He could always say no," Eddie hummed in a shrug as you two talked about it one night at his trailer. Eddie was right, he knew how you felt about Steve and perhaps he too was feeling the same way.  He never wanted to hurt you or make you feel ill about your feelings, encouraging you to leap.

You did, and you were over the moon to have Steve in your bed that same night. 

"I'm so close," Steve whimpered below you as Eddie's hands were on your hips again, maybe guiding you as you were now bouncing up and down on Steve's dick and hearing the pair of your whims and moan.  If anyone would pass by, your own symphony of pleasure would melt into the sounds of the night and the lake, "I'm so close to cumming…"

"What's holding you back, Harrington?" Eddie asked in a teasing tone as he was peering over your shoulder and down at Steve, seeing how his face was pinching and giving the sure signs of him about to orgasm too. You were close too, but you knew Steve would cum first.  You were feeling so good yourself, that blunt was making it ten times better and your love for the pair of them was deepening and feeling like a crescendo.  Almost like a dance, the dances you would do with your ballet dancing.  

This too was a dance, more imitate but still.

"Come up here, baby," You cooed at him, reaching down to grab the side of his neck gently. He move up, you both moaning loud from the movement and your hips stuttering a bit as he was now sitting up with you in your lap.  He was still buried inside of you, making you feel so full and beyond high as he was looking up at you with that pure pleasure in his eyes.  You wrapped your arms around his neck, loosely and with gentleness as you felt his hands move up to lace with Eddie's along your lower stomach.  You gulped, drinking in the famous Steve Harrington and how he was the one fucking you, such a fever dream you never thought would come true.  

"Let go for us, Steve," you whispered in a moan to him, so close to kissing him as he was watching you with lust in his loving eyes, "It's okay to let go.  I wanna feel it, all the way inside of me as you let it all go and cum deep in me.  Come on, baby….let go for us…"

You whimpered as he was moving his hips to collide with yours, the pleasure was spoiling you rotten and spiking tenfold.  Steve was moaning with every push he was giving, you humming as you groaned against his lips, "Please….please cum….please…."

You were driving him to go farther and harder to cum.  Eddie was moaning behind you, guiding your hips with his slipper and sweaty hands as he too was almost going on with the ride.  Steve's hands were on your tits, to hold onto something as he was getting sloppier.  A sure sign he was close.  

And to think you were about to lose these two in the Upside Down forever.  That you wouldn't have this with either of them and be the happiest you'd ever be.  It was a solid reminder that this was a gift, and you weren't going to waste it.

Neither would Steve or Eddie.

"Oh fuck…fuck fuck fuck…." Steve stammered against your lips as he was about to orgasm, right on the edge, and was about to fall.  You slammed your lips against his mouth, drinking in his moan as he finally orgasmed and spilled deeply inside of you. It was almost like a brand for you to place on Steve, to show him that this was real and this was all you've ever wanted.  To be able to share this with the two men in your life that had made everything better for you, was a rare gift.  Your hips kept rolling, milking every shake and gutter moan from Steve as he was still cumming in waves after waves into you.  

A good 10 seconds later though, you released your lips from Steve to cry out as you too were cumming hard and deep.  Your scream echoed into the night.  

Eddie held you close as you were cumming, moaning out loud in the van as Steve wrapped his arms around you to ride the rest of his orgasm.  He shuttered from your pussy clutching and fluttering around his spend cock, groaning into your chest as Eddie hummed in approval and in lust to see the pair of you cumming so close together as one.  

The sweet scent of your blunt and sex mixed in the air like an alluring cocktail or perfume, pushing out into the open night air along the top of the lake water as both yourself and Steve were calming down from the intense moment you had together.  It even felt like the roof of the van was long gone, the stars were glistening above you in the Indiana sky as Eddie pressed kiss after kiss along your shaking skin.  

"Holy hell," you said in shaking lips as Eddie helped you move off of Steve, grimacing a bit from the loss of his cock slipping out and seeing the mess between both of your legs.  He helped lay you down on the blankets, Steven moving quickly to hover over you and kiss you soundly for a few long seconds.  You hummed in reply, hearing Eddie moving some stuff around behind the pair of you as you both kissed.  His lips were still shaking on yours, the new sheen of sweat against yours as you grinned and Steve wanted to stay close to you.

"Get down here, Steve," you softly commanded, pulling Steve a bit to lay next to you on the floor of the van.  He wrapped you in his arms, your legs tangling and he snuggled into your hold as you ran your fingers in his damp hair.  He loved cuddling and being close after sex, it was a sure sign he enjoyed the moment with you.  You loved it too, feeling his body heat against yours and feeling his body calm down with you.  He breathed nice and slow, keeping you close and in your arms.  

Suddenly a wet rag was wiping the pair of you clean, you keeping Steve close to yourself as Eddie was getting both you and Steven clean again from your joined releases.  Steve nearly shivered from the cold contact, you kissing his cheeks to calm him.  

'"Easy, lovebirds.  I got ya," Eddie soothed as he was finishing up his cleaning.  was great in aftercare himself, he was amazing at it when it was just you two and he made sure you were well taken care of.  It was just the same with Steve, you and Eddie showing Steve that intense love and intimacy even after fucking or fondling another.  It baffled Steve, but it made him love you both all the more.

Eddie was on Steve's other side, keeping Steve in the middle as he dropped a thin blanket over you three.  You hummed in approval, Steve's breathing was slowing down and getting drowsy.  

"That was…..fuck," Steve said against your neck, you kissing his hairline above his forehead,

"I know, baby.  We got you," You replied soothingly, feeling him then roll onto his back and get sleepier by the second. Before you knew it, Steve was asleep, a look of love and contentment was on his face and lips as you grinned at his frame.  Jimi Hendrix's song Hey Joe was now hovering in the air over the three of you as you watched Steve fall asleep in your arms, Eddie peering over his bare shoulder to grin at you.  You saw it in his brown eyes, how he never had to say it but was thinking it.  

He was happy with you two in his life.  And you were just as happy too.

You had this summer to look forward to this; being with the pair of them and no one telling you otherwise.  Come fall, your future was going to be alright.  Sure there was still talking about what could happen and where you three would go, but none of you were afraid.  Fear was nothing now, not with what you had to endure before when the world was about to end.  Now you were looking forward it to, anticipating the road that was ahead.  

Steve would follow you two anywhere, it was the three of you against the world.

The End.

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